A Poem by Pete

The walls that fence our fields, as well as modern Rome, and not less the Parthenon itself, are all built of ruins. - Thoreau

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Duncan Regehr - “At Blinders Wall”

She tries to tear down my transparent walls.
Walls I've spent a lifetime building.
With the mortar still wet.
The tears long since dry.
My heart burned in effigy.

Trying to get me to join her.
She can't win.
Only dance in sin with her shackles.
I have a golden trowel and all the time in the ancient world.
I neither hold the key nor ...
... speak her language ....

© 2019 Pete

Author's Note

"If one doubts whether Grecian valor and patriotism are not a fiction of the poets, he may go to Athens and see still upon the walls of the temple of Minerva the circular marks made by the shields taken from the enemy in the Persian war, which were suspended there. We have not far to seek for living and unquestionable evidence. The very dust takes shape and confirms some story which we had read." - Thoreau

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Added on September 13, 2019
Last Updated on September 13, 2019



Boston, MA

I love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..

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